The Rockstar and The Outcast

Chapter 24 Lets Take a Break

(Ashley)

One minute I'm enjoying myself and the next minute I see an angry Jinxx towering over me. Why did he have to ruin my fun, cause who doesn't like girls, and whiskey? Then he slaps me, and every thing rushes back. I remember the sweet and beautiful girl I have back at the hotel. I rub my head and watch Jinxx as he storms off. I attempt to get dressed again, and ditch this hell hole. What have I gotten myself into?

I stumble out of the club and get a taxi. I tell the driver where I'm staying and off we go. I sit looking out the window and wait. I know I have fucked up. Why did I ever get with those girls in the club any way? Georgia is five times the girl they will ever be. She has a better personality and a better overall everything.

The taxi stops and I pay the driver. I get out and make my way towards my room. On my walk up there I begin to think. I am dreading what I will find. I know Jinxx told Georgia all about what he found. I hope she forgives me. I also remember that Ronnie was going to hang out with her tonight. Shit, and he has become like a brother to her. They really clicked and seemed like they were long lost family. That means I will have at least my band and Ronnie to forgive me, plus Georgia.

I get to my room and knock on the door. It opens and a very pissed off looking Ronnie stands in my way. His arms are crossed; if looks could kill, I would easily be six feet under. He moves and let's me enter the room. I can feel Ronnie watching me like a hawk. The door closes and I prepare myself for the worst.

"So Purdy, have a nice time tonight? Cause I sure did," Ronnie talks down to me. "Wanna know what I got to do, while you fucked some whores at the club?"

"Dude I know I have fucked up, just let me see Georgia," I plead. I can feel my eyes begin to water, but nothing more than that.

"No your going to sit your ass down and listen to what I got to witness," Ronnie yells at me, while shoving me onto the bed. "I got to see one of the sweetest, most caring, and wonderful girls, who I happen to call my sister, have her heart broken. I watched her heart slowly shatter into a million pieces because of an idiot who got drunk. While Georgia was here struggling with the extremely painful injections I had to give her, you were out possibly destroying the relationship you once had."

I couldn't look up at him. I felt a whole new set of feelings come up. I know how much she struggles with self image, because of her psoriasis. I probably made her feel like shit because of the girls I destroyed everything with. I feel disgusted with myself; I want to take a shower in bleach, just to get the scent of whore off of me.

"God I fucked up," I barely whisper.

"No dip Sherlock," Ronnie laughs back. "I would think of a damn good way to prove to Georgia that you still love her, if you still do lover her that is." I let that sink in and look up at Ronnie. "Wait, I thought you were going to kill me, but now your trying to help me," I ask in suspicion. "And of course I lover her, she is my everything," I quietly add.

"Oh don't get me wrong, I still want to beat the living shit out of you for what you put Georgia through. But I can tell that Georgia still loves you, and she wouldn't want me to bring you within an inch of death. I can also tell that you two are good for each other. Just don't take her for granted Purdy."

With that Ronnie leaves and I'm left alone. I want to text her right away. Tell her how sorry I am and how much I have messed up. Then I check the time and see that it's close to two in the morning. I decide I should wait, and go grab a shower.

I turn the water on and step in. I scrub every inch of me. Yet I can't get rid of the disgusting feeling. Once I feel mildly clean, I get out and towel off. I walk out and put on a pair of sweat pants Then I find one of my sweat shirts that Georgia stole from me. I pick it up and slide it over my head. I smell a mixture of green apples and cherry blossoms. I my eyes tear up as I remember all of the good times we've shared in the past month that we have been together.